A red cap is shaken in the air at the end of a pole.

Some one offers it to him and he puts it on his head; applause bursts forth, and shouts of Vive la Nation! Vive la Liberte! and even vive le Roi! From this time forth the greatest danger is over.

But it is not that the besiegers abandon the siege.

"He did damned well," they exclaim, "to put the cap on, and if he hadn't we would have seen what would come of it.
And damn it, if he does not sanction the decree against the priests, and do it right off; we will come back every day.

In this way we shall tire him out and make him afraid of us .-- But the day wears on.